You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

"You don't need to worry, we still have the market in the New World."

"That was a well-fought battle."

Not to mention that a new administrative unit will definitely emerge in the next few years, which will expand the influence of clerks and promote many colleagues. Why not?

Both men were overjoyed by the war.

Moreover, the project proposal clearly bears the mark of Feng Tianyin; it's too clear, and it even takes into account some expected changes in data.

Only she can do it.

There are still about 6 years left in this round, enough time to offer the new continent to the Heavenly Dao.

Zhuang Qing asked another key decision-maker, "Have you thought about how to deal with the group of missionaries in the New World? I've seen the information. In fact, many of them were also ostracized by the Holy Spirit Cult. Instead of eliminating them all at once, it would be better to absorb them."

"...I'm also considering it; there are indeed some novel doctrines."

Gengtana had a sudden inspiration and said, "Let the Heavenly Dao Sect assimilate them but retain their sect. It's like putting on a layer of skin, and then they can compete with the sects of the Western Continent. We can provide support for that."

"I thought you would keep seeking revenge."

"Anyway, we've dealt with those guys, and now we need to consider a peaceful resolution."

The great prophet had long since calmed down.

The priest's death has been repaid a thousandfold, ten thousandfold, and this triggering event has cost the nations of the Western Continent a great deal of their elite troops.

Their navy suffered heavy losses, leaving only the existing fleet.

The elite of the standing army were also left forever in the New World, wiped out and died far from home.

Fiasco.

This crushing defeat dealt a heavy blow, because along with Feng Tianyin's construction project approval order came negotiation invitations from various countries in the Western Continent, which were now in Gao Xingzhou's hands.

He smiled as he passed the documents around.

"As you all saw, these guys were beaten into submission."

While the tone was carefully crafted to be neither humble nor arrogant, it still gave the impression of someone who was outwardly fierce but inwardly weak, merely feigning composure. It repeatedly emphasized the need for an immediate ceasefire, the hope to discuss the division of colonies, and the ransom of prisoners…

As I wrote, I got a little impatient; I must have been under pressure from behind.

"My colleagues who are acting as messengers are so unlucky. They can't get any good results with such an incompetent group of leaders."

Gedentana joked, "You're having a tough time, having to argue with a bunch of idiots like this."

"My job is to tolerate foolish heretics."

A burst of laughter came from the Imperial Study.

It's truly gratifying to see the enemy suffer such a crushing defeat. All the hard work we've put into managing the rear these past few weeks has been worthwhile; all the shells have landed on the enemy. Now, all that's left in the New World is mopping up, but there's no rush. We'll negotiate while we fight.

The Great Qian Empire had plenty of troops to gradually take control of the entire territory and was also clear about what the enemy was planning.

The negotiations were simply an attempt to retain some colonial space.

But Feng Tianyin will not allow it.

Chapter 191 The Demon's Attempt to Join the Fun Fails (6K)

Armistice negotiations have officially begun.

However, the word "ceasefire" is full of irony, because neither the Daqian nor the Allied Forces, the parties involved, actually ceasefire in a real sense.

Both sides are still remotely controlling their respective forces to maintain the engagement.

The victorious side in the Battle of Governor's City is expanding its gains and is not enthusiastic about current negotiations, emphasizing control above all else. They hope to wipe out the enemy completely, and are even eager for them to emerge so they can be wiped out in one fell swoop.

The losing side tries to maintain its existing gains.

They wanted to preserve the few remaining colonial outposts and were unwilling to be completely driven out to sea.

The disagreements are sharp.

Because the Daqian diplomats in charge of the negotiations were well aware that His Majesty's intention was to take the entire New World and not share it with any other power.

The result was that both sides simultaneously released information and hyped the issue while negotiating:

The allied forces refuse to cease hostilities and continue to undermine the interests of the Great Qian Empire, stubbornly resisting.

The Daqian Army's offensive is escalating; we will not tolerate provocation.

Each held their own opinion.

Feng Tianyin, stationed in the New World, remained unhurried, steadily advancing the front lines and operating alongside the expeditionary force, while also leisurely conducting her work. Time was on her side; it was the enemy who was facing logistical supply shortages.

She witnessed countless organized surrenders.

Thanks to the productivity base of the industrial age, these hostile colonies were indeed not yet at risk of running out of food and water, and theoretically could survive.

But what about weapons and ammunition? Without decent weapons, how can we fight against the Daqian army?

They had no choice but to surrender.

Moreover, the gap in military quality was too great; the two sides were not on the same level. After wiping out the regular army that had received proper military training, the soldiers of Daqian were left with nothing but militiamen.

Calling them "militia" is an understatement.

In reality, a significant portion of them were private soldiers of large estate owners, and they were more likely to compromise and submit.

As a result, the coalition's overconfidence quickly crumbled.

The Allied forces, which had originally intended to stir up public opinion, found themselves in a precarious position. The families of the expeditionary soldiers were anxious and began to actively call for a ceasefire, with demonstrations taking place everywhere.

In fact, the Foreign Intelligence Service was also involved.

They never intentionally create trouble, but rather seize the opportunity to amplify it, and with a little encouragement, it takes shape.

The result was a scenario of "stopping pointless sacrifices and restoring peace."

Righteous and eloquent.

The coalition that stirred up public opinion could not directly extinguish it.

Because there were radical peace advocates among the negotiators who believed that the protracted stalemate was pointless and hoped for a swift ceasefire. They were also encouraging demonstrations to put pressure on the more conservative peace advocates who wanted to negotiate more favorable terms.

"Let my child come home."

"We have colonies in Southeast Asia, which have been developed for a longer period of time. Why not cultivate the land closer to us?"

"Cease fire! Cease fire now! How many more innocent people must die because of your scheming?"

"If anyone is still dawdling, we'll burn their house down."

With the efforts of all parties, the protests intensified, naturally turning into a public opinion trend. Combined with the progress of the Great Qian on the front lines, this caused widespread panic, making it indeed difficult to advance a conditional peace agreement for the time being.

the other side.

The negotiating delegation led by Gao Xingzhou also refused to budge, offering only one response: "You performed so poorly on the battlefield, do you even deserve to quote me a price?"

He felt no pressure; at worst, he could continue fighting or negotiating.

Even if the other party looks at him with eyes that seem ready to devour him alive, he doesn't care; he's not afraid of trouble.

They don't feel pressure at all.

The stubborn Gao Xingzhou, coupled with Xu Xiuwen's relentless pursuit on the battlefield, eventually made the Allied forces unable to hold out in negotiations. There was no other way; when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Now, they had no choice but to give in.

"We are willing to accept the condition of withdrawing from the New World, but we hope you will retain your investment qualifications and withdraw the sanctions..."

"Yes, either way is fine. Those aren't the key issues."

He had been authorized beforehand.

Feng Tianyin drew a clear line for the diplomats: the enemy must be forced to withdraw from the New World. As for ransoms and the lifting of sanctions, those were secondary.

Business must go on, so let's not ruin things. Anyway, it's not time for a complete showdown yet.

The negotiations went smoothly.

The enemy's apparent surrender allowed everything to proceed at a rapid pace, resulting in a large number of negotiation terms being sent to Feng Tianyin, which she approved after making minor modifications.

The Governor's temporary office was printing out a large number of documents every day.

They were all about the division of colonies.

Even generals like Xu Xiuwen, who didn't follow politics, were amazed: "His Majesty has been so busy these past few days, and the war of words over there is quite fierce too."

"A bunch of guys who won't shed a tear until they see the coffin," Dai Qingshuang said dismissively.

The two had just met up.

Even they themselves found it incredible that this war, which spanned several years and crossed the east and west ends of the continent, ultimately brought the army and navy together at the enemy's heartland. It was truly a magnificent and turbulent journey.

"Thanks to His Highness the High Priest and my colleagues in the Navy, otherwise my progress would not have been so smooth."

"Not at all, it was your army that truly secured victory."

"Will this place become the new parish in the future?"

“That’s right, we priests don’t need to worry about heretics killing each other here. But if you ask me, we should still kill them all.”

The great prophet has already decided that a new parish will be established in the future.

"ended."

Suddenly, Feng Tianyin stopped flipping through the documents and showed them to everyone in the temporary office, saying, "Gao Xingzhou has presented the final version of the peace agreement, and the other side has agreed. He will sign the document on my behalf, and the war will be over."

Upon hearing this, everyone was slightly taken aback, and those who had personally participated in the decision-making process felt a profound sense of historical weight.

I've experienced a part of the legendary history of the Great Qian Dynasty myself.

This news spread far and wide on the radio, and the victory was broadcast. The expeditionary force knew only one crucial piece of information:

Come back home.

The long journey has come to an end.

The people of the Empire's homeland felt more relieved than overjoyed at the decisive battle in the Governor's City. While everyone had certainly profited from the war, it didn't mean they wanted the fighting to continue indefinitely; we, the people of the Great Qian, still cherish peace.

In the end, Gao Xingzhou represented the Great Qian Dynasty in completing this epic ceasefire agreement.

From this point on, the New World completely belonged to the Great Qian Dynasty, and the vast ocean was given a new name to symbolize victory:

China and the ocean.